pühin pisara, võtan vasara

mul oli hommik otsa nii hea tuju, miski nagu sädeles mu sisemuses kogu aja. nii tore.

siis tuli vene keel. ja millegipärast oli hea tuju nagu peoga ära pühitud. lihtsalt istusin ja masetsesin terve tunni.

kehalises tuli tuju natukene tagasi.

trennis tuli kohe palju tagasi. trennis ma olin alguses nagu tules, punktid tulid ja tulid.
khmn. lõpp nii hea ei olnud.

aga laulmine möödus jälle mases. nii et mu tuju on päev otsa väga valikuline olnud.

jaaaaaaaaa

When the moon hits you eye like a big pizza pie, that's amore
When the world seems to shine like you've had too much wine, that's amore
Bells will ring ting-a-ling-a-ling, ting-a-ling-a-ling and you'll sing "Vita bella"
Hearts will play tippy-tippy-tay, tippy-tippy-tay like a gay tarantella

When the stars make you drool just like a pasta fazool that's amore
When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet you're in love
When you walk down in a dream but you know you're not dreaming signore
Scuzza me, but you see, back in old Napoli that's amore